This is a summoning spell, but it is different from the general-purpose spell like his Five Elements Psychic Technique. It is a real earth attribute summoning spell. Although the one summoned is not a giant stone puppet like his Five Elements Psychic Technique. , but they are not inferior to the clay puppets. Each one has a cultivation level no lower than the immortal level, and both body and physical skills are comparable to some monsters he has seen before. The five clay puppets press together. , the pressure brought by it cannot be compared to even the immortal-level existence.
At this time, Ye Qingcheng felt some limitations brought by being an entry-level monk. The entry-level monks themselves did not know many magical powers. Usually, by the time they learned most of the magical powers, they would have almost reached the immortal level. Therefore, Almost all entry-level monks only have a few magical powers. Although he knows several skills, more than others, in such a situation, the only thing he can use is wooden archery, which has to be said to be somewhat lacking.
However, although only the wooden archery technique was worthy of use, it was almost enough for him, Ye Qingcheng.
At the same time as the five clay puppets rushed over, he waved his right hand violently in front of him, and immediately countless dense wooden arrows rained down on these clay puppets. The large number and terrifying power made them stop one after another. Try your best to defend, if you are not careful, you may be blasted into a pile of pieces. In this short opportunity, Ye Qingcheng used the shadow-following technique to pass through them and rushed straight towards Tusheng. When he jumped in the air and reached a height beyond the earth wall, he saw Tusheng. Two powerful spells have been prepared in both hands and are ready to go.
That is different from his Perfect Realm Wooden Arrow Technique. Although his Wooden Archery Technique is at the Perfect Realm, it is only an entry-level attack technique after all. It is because of the blessing of his ultra-high concentration of vitality and basic skills that he can Exhibit super power. However, what Tusheng had accumulated were actual high-level spells, and although his vitality concentration was far inferior to that of Ye Qingcheng, it was by no means comparable to that of ordinary cultivators.
Just as he was shocked, the move he had accumulated in his left hand was immediately unleashed. A giant hand covering the sky suddenly lifted up from the ground and struck him head-on. Even though he was hurriedly agitated, Countless wooden arrows were shot out, but there was no way to stop this move. The difference in power between the two sides was too great. With a "boom" sound, the giant palm and Ye Qingcheng hit the ground heavily, even leaving a huge palm print several inches deep on the flat ground that had never seen any signs of damage before.
However, Tu Sheng's brows were still slightly furrowed, because he could feel that Ye Qingcheng was still alive. How could he survive such a blow? This entry-level monk was really an eye-opener for him.
It can be seen that although this simulated native is not a real person, he can indeed think. Relatively speaking, he is far more difficult to deal with than the demons of the same level.
Sure enough, from the huge pit of the palm print, a ball of dark vitality actually rose up, and then condensed into the appearance of Ye Qingcheng, breathing heavily. It seemed that the damage caused by that blow was not small. Unable to withstand the situation, he passively activated the magical power of elemental transformation. Due to the restrictions on him in the venue, he should not be able to trigger the second elemental transformation in a short period of time. Therefore, he cannot suffer the same move again. The second time.
But just now he noticed that although Tusheng did cast a spell with his left and right hands at the same time, the attack spell on his left hand disappeared after he finished casting it, and he could not cast it a second time in a short period of time. Moreover, it was impossible for one person to cast two identical spells at the same time. He was sure of this, so he quickly launched another attack and jumped into the air, once again reaching a height higher than the earth wall. Not to mention that this is quite troublesome for entry-level monks. They can't control the air. On the other hand, natives can definitely fly. They just can't fly because they can cast spells. Not to mention that if they fly, they may not be protected by the earth wall. .
However, when he saw Tu Sheng's calm face, he couldn't help but scream inwardly again. Sure enough, the magic accumulated in Tu Sheng's right hand was also activated at this time. Before he could send out the wooden arrow, he felt a sudden wave of energy in the entire field. The force field, he himself seemed to weigh as much as a thousand pounds, falling rapidly, unable to even cast a spell, and not only that, the entire flat ground turned into a pool of mud at this moment, and his legs were also affected by this gravity. It sank rapidly, reaching up to the knees, and was still sinking.
This turned out to be a field-type spell, but this type of spell is usually not suitable for actual combat. What he didn't expect was that Tusheng could take advantage of them that the field would not expand, or that the two of them would not run outside the field. In this regard, the advantages of field magic are brought into play. If it were anyone else, not only would they not be able to break through the defensive earth wall in front of Tusheng in a short period of time, but they would also not have the strength to break free from the gravity acting on themselves. After falling into the earth, they would be unable to do anything but continue to struggle. Not to mention casting spells, in this situation it can be said that he is sitting back and waiting for death, just waiting for the native to solve the battle.
Immediately afterwards, Tusheng indeed removed half of the earth wall, and his hands were accumulating a powerful attack spell, and he was also mumbling words. I am afraid that the spell he cast this time will be much faster, because this time He didn't need to be distracted by performing two different spells. The five clay puppets were also rushing towards Ye Qingcheng at this moment. They were made of clay, and they were as if they were walking on flat ground in the mire.
At this time, Ye Qingcheng realized that the power of Tusheng was far beyond the level of ordinary immortal-level monks. It was no wonder that others were so afraid of him. I am afraid that his current opponent should already be at the level of heavenly immortal. Although Sheng only has the cultivation level of an Immortal, he is probably regarded as a Celestial Immortal-level combat power. In other words, from now on, he will face Celestial-level opponents, and they are not the ordinary Celestials, but A very capable fighting spirit.
Realizing that his magical power of elemental transformation had been restrained and could not be activated for a while, Ye Qingcheng felt a little overwhelmed. His current situation was almost the same as death.
At this moment, in his mind, part of the text of the basic skills suddenly appeared in front of his mind. This was a fighting skill that was attached to it, but because he had not considered the physical training aspect before, , so he has never practiced before. Now that he suddenly remembered this fighting skill, he couldn't help but feel that its appearance might have a certain meaning.
